Chapter Ninety-One: A Hint from the Little Army
Zixu and Liu Ming opened the car door and looked at the station in front of them, with a smile on the corner of their mouths. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info
Liu Jun had been waiting for a long time, and was waving to the two of them in front of him.
Liu Ming and Zixu ran over quickly: "Xiaojun, how long have you been waiting here?"
"Soon, half an hour." Xiaojun took out his mobile phone to watch the time and replied to the two.
Liu Ming glanced at Zixu, and said to Liu Jun is notice: "Don't blame your brother and me for making a mistake, all the mistakes are your brother's fault."
"Xiao Mingzi, can you speak human words?". Zixu felt depressed, and he was also a weak brother.
Liu Ming smiled knowingly, and very wisely diverted the topic: "It seems that you have not changed." Brother, let's say okay, this time you will be the east, and all the delicious and fun will be put on the table."
"Why? Why am I paying alone, who is your brother? After so many years, how can your arm turn outward?" Liu Ming was stunned for a moment, then immediately reacted and questioned Liu Jun.
Liu Jun was already familiar with Liu Ming's routine, and deliberately spread his hands: "Then who do you say is my brother."
"Come on, with a younger brother like you, I've been pouring blood mold for eight lifetimes. In this life, your brother and I have accepted my fate, can I do it." Although Liu Ming said exaggeratedly, the smile in his eyes couldn't be stopped.
Zixu looked at Liu Ming's exaggerated appearance and patted Liu Jun's shoulder: "Let's go and eat big households."
"Yes, we will never give up until we eat up the big households." Liu Jun echoed loudly, and walked majestically and vigorously with Zixu to Liu Ming's car.
Liu Ming covered his forehead, and his tone was almost wailing: "You are the brother of a loser, it seems that this blood mold is endless."
"Brother, what are you muttering? Why don't you come and drive?" Liu Jun and Zixu got into the car, and when they saw that Liu Ming hadn't come yet, they immediately shouted angrily.
Liu Ming stumbled and almost fell, and hurriedly ran to his car.
Seeing Liu Ming turn into the driver's seat in a panic, Zixu couldn't help laughing: "Let you be stunned, do you see? This is retribution."
"Isn't it schadenfreude? If you can't do it, I will immediately inform Xiaojun of the military secrets, and I will immediately make you unlucky." Seeing Zixu's appearance of a villain, Liu Ming hated itchy, and then took out the key to start the car.
Liu Jun was stunned for a moment and subconsciously asked: "What military secrets?"
"Do you know, your most beloved Brother Zi, he found a ...... for you in the company." Liu Ming cleared his throat and looked at Liu Jun.
Zixu immediately interrupted: "Xiao Mingzi, what are you talking about?"
"No, no." Liu Ming suddenly shuddered, and immediately stopped talking.
Liu Jun only felt inexplicable, but he naturally didn't like to get to the bottom of it, so he didn't ask questions.
The car stopped at a hotel, and the three men got out of the car.
Liu Jun looked up at the hotel, then nodded with satisfaction and patted him on the shoulder: "Judging from the scale of this hotel, you are indeed my brother."
"Nonsense". Seeing that Liu Jun was neither big nor small, Liu Ming glared at him.
Liu Jun smiled fearlessly, but asked in advance: "Brother, what is the budget for today's meal."
"Why do you ask?". Liu Ming's heart tightened, and he suddenly felt a little weak.
Liu Jun smiled narrowly at Liu Ming: "Because I want to eat the best dishes here."
"Then it's no problem, it's enough to ......." Liu Ming breathed a sigh of relief, although this hotel is very high-end, but with his own financial resources, he is really not afraid.
Seeing Liu Ming take a big breath, Liu Jun couldn't help but be stunned: "Brother, when we were at home, the three of us said that we must find a high-end hotel that you haven't been to to kill you." Don't fool yourself, find a hotel you've been to and order something you know the price for."
"Your brother, am I the kind of person you say you are?". Liu Ming replied angrily.
Liu Jun ignored it directly, looked at Zixu and pointed inside: "Brother Zi, let's slaughter the big household together."
After speaking, he walked inside first.
Looking at his own white-eyed wolf, Liu Ming smiled bitterly and walked inside with Zixu.
The three of them sat down in the private room, and Liu Jun picked up the menu and made a stroke, and then handed it to the waiter.
Watching the waiter go away, Liu Ming shook his head: "You kid doesn't know how to start lightly, although your brother and I can afford to eat, but do you want to think about twenty dishes after you eat them?"
"What's wrong if I can't finish eating? I don't know how to pack if I can't finish eating." Liu Jun retorted without thinking.
Zixu just watched from the sidelines and didn't say much.
After a while, the food was served one after another, and when the last dish was served, the door was closed by the departing waiter.
Liu Ming glanced at Zixu: "Dao Chief, can you not put on a boring appearance every time you have a dinner?"
"Boring? Zixu asked rhetorically at Liu Ming.
Liu Ming smiled at Liu Jun helplessly, and then looked at Zixu: "I just said something wrong." Can you not be so silent every time you have a meal? Silence is golden, but why do we need it when we eat together?"
"Oh, it's not silence, I just thought of something annoying." Zixu smiled at Liu Ming and Liu Jun, and then slowly explained.
Liu Jun showed a puzzled gaze and looked at Zixu: "What is the trouble?"
"I was just thinking about where I should go to get some rice and clothes." Zixu replied to Liu Jun.
Liu Ming suddenly smiled, he didn't expect him to be worried about such a simple thing: "You want clothes and rice, right? I'll buy you a suit of clothes and a bag of rice later."
"A bag of rice?". Zixu shook his head without hesitation, how can this be enough for twenty villages and more than 30,000 people.
Liu Ming was stunned for a moment, and gradually frowned: "One bag, two bags, three bags, ten bags is enough."
"It's not enough, at least 30,000 bags are needed." Zixu shook his head quickly and replied honestly. 30,000 bags should barely be enough for a month, but judging from the shortage of grain in Guyun Village, at least half a year's worth of food is needed, and seeds should be added by the way.
"Poof......". Liu Jun happened to be drinking water, and when he heard the words 30,000 bags, he immediately squirted out. Fortunately, the reaction was fast, so it didn't spray on the table.
The corners of Liu Ming's mouth twitched fiercely: "30,000 bags of rice, how many years do you want to eat it?"
"Maybe barely enough for a month." Zixu added to Liu Ming.
Liu Jun only felt that his brain was a little unresponsive, and subconsciously asked: "Just barely enough for a month?"
"Well, barely enough for a month, do you know where I should go to buy it?". Zixu asked the two of them very seriously.
Liu Ming gasped, then shook his head slowly.
"Didn't you tell me, brother? Liu Jun seemed to have thought of something, and asked Liu Ming rhetorically.
Liu Ming reacted and proposed to Zixu: "Xiaojun is right, if you really need so much rice, you can go to the group and ask."
Zixu fell into deep thought.